Pirate's Infinite Wings

To talk about getting to know Dengshi's mother-in-law, we have to start from a long time ago.Although we first met Songyang, this does not mean that Fang Lang did not meet other people.

It was also at this time to realize Dengshi.

If Songyang was the one who rescued Fang Lang, who seemed to be an empty shell, and lit the flame in his heart, then Granny Dengshi would protect the lampshade of the igniting seedling so that it would not be extinguished.

Looking back now, I can't think of why I am here. The longest memory can be traced back is when I met Songyang.On the street, he met Songyang who was accused of being wronged and imprisoned.The expression calmly mixed in the criminals' team, and it seemed so gentle that Fang Lang remembered him at a glance.

Following a coincidence, Fang Lang found the cell where Songyang was being held.Across the cell, divided into windows by railings, Fang Lang was able to talk to Songyang.

Songyang's treatment in the prison is not too bad, there is no very strict martial law and guards, which allows Songyang to communicate with Fang Lang outside the prison.

At first, Songyang saw Fang Lang sitting outside.It seems to be very lonely, alone in a daze.After this situation lasted for a few days, Songyang began to talk to Fang Lang.

At that time, Fang Lang was in a kind of confusion and emptiness. He didn't know what to do, but there was a voice telling him, let him change the world.But what happened in this world, what changes he needed to make, was completely unclear, knew nothing, and had nowhere to go.At this moment, he saw the cell holding the person who had previously impressed him, so he wandered around.

Songyang didn't know that he and Fang Lang had a fate, but there was always someone sitting nearby. It couldn't be a coincidence.

When Songyang spoke to him at first, Fang Lang was wary of people.To Songyang's question, he answered only by nodding and shaking his head.When he didn't know anything, Lang was reluctant to say something proactively.

He seemed to be carrying something on his back that made him breathless, but he couldn't detect the source.In such a muddled life, Song Yang's voice became Fang Lang's only consolation.Songyang's language has such magic.

In the end, Song Yang finally got Fang Lang's name from Fang Lang's mouth.But he didn't care about it, and soon, he began to talk about his own affairs.

He said that he was a teacher and had three lovely disciples.At that time, he did not mention the names of his disciples, and Fang Lang listened to all these as stories, but Songyang said it was very interesting-not that he had a talent for telling stories, but that he was talking about the past. It will always make people can't help but listen, and they won't be bored.This is very interesting. It is obviously just a few trivial things, but Fang Lang is very happy because of Song Yang's story.

Songyang always keeps a faint smile, looks out of place in the current turbulent situation in this world, but is otherworldly, maybe he is such a charming person, Fang Lang is also unknowingly attracted to him, sometimes I would also think that it would be fine to become Songyang's disciple.

Gradually, Fang Lang's words began to increase when he was infected by Songyang. Although he didn't have as interesting stories as Songyang's past to tell, he also started to talk to Songyang proactively, like a child was learning to talk, but What's different again, Fang Lang felt that something was peeled off, and then his own part was excavated, as if the inside had been completely filled and there was a soul.

At that time, talking to Songyang through the small iron windows became Fang Lang's only pleasure. I don't know when Fang Lang began to call Songyang as Songyang teacher, just like he was really his student.

There is a little fun hidden, and it seems that there is always something to say-but in the end, Songyang's story is slowly gone.

I stopped talking about his three apprentices, and talked less. More often, I looked up at the sky divided into pieces by iron railings through small windows.

"How is your disciple now?"

Fang Lang got the answer to this question a long, long time later.

After that, Fang Lang lived a life of wandering everywhere, but it was different from before. Fang Lang was no longer just an empty shell, he seemed to be him again.Then when she squatted down on the street, she ran into mother-in-law Dengshi.

That day, it was raining heavily.Because Fang Lang did not have an umbrella, he squatted under the eaves on the street, waiting for the rain to stop.He looks like a tramp now.At that time, the ascending umbrella came over.

At that time, Granny Dengshi was not Granny Dengshi, she was just an older aunt named Terada Ayano, with a pretty face, but with fine lines on the corners of her eyes.Perhaps it was because Songyang had influenced a lot. Fang Lang was not very wary of this person, so he accepted her invitation and entered the umbrella.

But when she started to ask "Where is your home?", Fang Lang got into trouble.

Because he has no home, all he has is the task assigned to him by Songyang, but he can't start.There is no clue as to what to do now.

Seeing Fang Lang's troubles, he no longer embarrassed him like this, but looked forward and asked."I have too many people here, and I don't mind having multiple men eating. Do you mind eating together?"

Fang Lang widened his eyes in astonishment and looked at the woman beside him.

He then discovered that besides the umbrella, she had also carried two or three big bags full of ingredients, presumably she had come out to purchase, and it was raining and Fang Lang.

Faced with the problem of a kindhearted person, Fang Lang agreed without even thinking about it.In this world with strange creatures called devas walking around, Fang Lang was brought into the world of samurai by Ayano Terada.

Pushing open the door, men in samurai uniforms gathered around the room. When they saw the rise, they all became active. They leaned close to her and sold smiling faces. The sister-in-law’s eldest sister-in-law called short, sweet mouth .

This time, the person Fang Lang remembered at a glance was a natural roll sitting at the table without much movement...